" How do I look?" Instead of her usual feminine voice, a masculine voice thanks to the voice alternating talisman echoed in the living room, which was so silent that one could have even heard the sound of a pin dropping on the ground.
Fu Yu Sheng stared at his wife who was dressed in a completely black suit with a matching black tie secured around her neck, Song Yan seemed to be more than apt in the art of makeup skills because she has somehow made her face look more masculine than feminine and with a wig that hid her long hair, she even did something to her eyes making one look awfully pale and grey while the other one was a shade darker making her look exceptionally dashing and mysterious.
But his gaze dropped to Song Yan's flat bosom and suddenly a sense of crisis rose in his heart. Where did they go? The double D's? His source of jiggling joy and happiness, where are they?
